I come with energy,
Fear better be afraid of me
Whatever I say will be turned into hate eventually
Walls hear what eyes don’t see
I only listen to the inner me
Only with synergy, we block out negativity
Can you sense my wrongs that I have hidden in me?
Will my innocence ever be enough for my sins to gain your sympathy?
Will anyone actually differentiate the pain from the way I speak?
Will my speech ever be enough to pull you out of the lethargy?
If I tried to help you out, will my sin ever come in between?
Or will you forever let it be unseen?
Lastly,
Will you ever be able to trust your enemy?